Anti-Stepbrother - Tijan Page 0,75

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Oh, God. Kevin knew my crazy better than anyone. I was already in the pre-stalker phase. I was beginning to recognize my phases.

Step one: realize you’re in love.

Step two: deny you’re in love.

Step three: start staking out his hangouts.

Step four: obsess every minute about him.

Step five: I gulped. I didn’t want to name it because I was pretty sure I was there. I didn’t want to know how far away I was from sneaking into Caden’s bed wearing lingerie. A restraining order came after that.

“Hey.” Kevin put his hands on my shoulders again.

I tensed.

He shook his head. “I know. I know, but I’m not being flirty here. I’m being a friend, or trying to be. It’s okay if you have feelings for Caden. I know a lot of girls do. Half the girls I’ve hooked up with were just using me to get to him.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

I nudged his hands off my shoulders.

He backed away, his hands in the air. “Listen, I’m glad you’re here. I was coming to find you.”

“I knew it!”

He lowered his hands to his side. “Not for that.” He sounded hurt.

I shrugged. He’d get over it.

“I was thinking we could start fresh, try to be the way my mom wanted us to be in the first place.”

“What are you talking about?”

“We should be more like family, you know? So I was thinking you could help me learn how to be a nice guy, and in the process, we could maybe become actual stepsiblings. What do you say?”

My eyebrows locked forward. “What’s the catch?” There always seemed to be one with him.

“No catch. I promise.” He offered up a grin, one that seemed genuine. “I mean it. I want to change, and since you’re the closest thing I have to a sister, I thought you’d be the perfect one to help.” He held his hand out. “Deal?”

I glanced at his hand, then back to his eyes, and I caught his small smile. Then an all-business look took over, and he nodded as if to reassure me. This could go all sorts of wrong, but I found myself reaching out. My hand slid against his palm, and I sucked in my breath. Maybe I hadn’t thought this through…

Then he said, “Deal.”

And it was too late.

I never found out if Marcus said anything to Caden. I was a chicken shit. I made that deal with Kevin and as soon as I did, a part of me felt like I was betraying Caden. The next day already, Kevin started coming over. I would’ve loved this new development a few months ago, but it was weird now.

He showed up in the mornings. We had breakfast together. He would point out the girls he “would do,” which was almost all of them. I made him tell me what lines he would use to pick the girl up, then I dissected each statement and explained how it could be rephrased or redelivered so the sexual innuendo wasn’t there. Most of Kevin’s lines weren’t sexually suggestive, but they were when coupled with the boyish grin he always seemed to have on his face.

After breakfast, we’d depart for classes and resume our “lessons” in the evenings.

Avery and her friends weren’t ecstatic to find the enemy in home territory, but once I told Avery there was no new girl and explained the new Kevin, they slowly warmed up to the idea. Avery began coming around after the first night. The rest took a few more days and Claudia joined the next week, a few days before the big road trip. Except Shell. She wasn’t allowed because she began flirting with Kevin within five minutes of being around him. She was banned from any event that involved my stepbrother.

“Kevin, are you going this weekend?” one of the girls asked from the couch.

Kevin and I hadn’t discussed the road trip.

As I looked down at my lap, I could feel his gaze on me as he answered, “Uh, I’m not sure.”

Avery asked, “You’re back in the frat house, right?”

“Yeah.”

I could hear caution in his voice.

“Then you should go. Why wouldn’t you?”

“Is that your personal approval?” He sounded like he was joking. “You guys used to hate me. Now you’d be okay hanging out with me over an entire weekend?”

“Well…” Avery coughed, clearing her throat. “I mean, you’re trying to change. Who are we to judge that? You know?”

“Thank you for that, but I really don’t think it’s up to me whether I go or not.”

I felt all the attention on me